The skirt, my sultry stepmother, and the sofa

As I watched my stepmom work, I could feel my cock straining against mine trousers. My stepmother had been warned by my dad not to wear skirts too close to me, but she seemed to enjoy the power she held over me.

My sexy stepmom understood exactly what I wanted.

Stepmom fantasies

A few years prior to me going off to college, my dad had married Kate.

To be truthful, I was a bit of a loser in highschool. Friday nights were spent binge-watching anime, or in bed wallowing in adoration of my stepmom.

I felt like an idiot talking to girls.

But, I knew it was time for a change when I entered college.

I joined the gym to get stronger. It turned out that I was very good at rugby and I was selected to join the school's rugby team. I went to my first party.

Instantly, I found friends to drink with and girls to fuck.

As I went through college, my confidence grew.

I quickly gained a decent reputation for my sexual prowess. There was even a nickname.

It was my stepmom I thought of when I wanked, even though it was not.

You can live alone or with your stepmom

My dad was at work that day, and I woke up later than usual.

I wasn't sure what I wanted from my career. I decided to spend the summer at home, catch up with friends, and then stay with my family for a while to try and figure it out.

She interrupted my wandering thoughts by turning around at the stove to ask if I would like breakfast.

Shit, how many years have I started?

"Yes," I murmured.

My knob began to twitch in response to her approaching me. I blushed. She kept eye contact with me the entire way, only briefly glancing up at me to make sure she was paying attention.

A awkward encounter

I had not moved. I stood still at the kitchen's entrance.

She didn't say excuse me, and my brain was too distracted so we took an awkward sidestep. She laughed and continued to push herself forward.

It was just a moment. It was clear that she wanted it just as much as me.

She was not the same boy I was once acquainted with. My cock was hardworking and eager with the confidence of a young boy whose school name was King Dong.

That thought empowered me and stopped her from moving further away.

My cock was firm as it moved into the space between my legs. As her legs widened, her skirt rose.

My stepmom's lustful reciprocal behaviour

As I tried to kiss her, she murmured.

As she bit into my lips, her tight white shirt covered me.

My hands began wandering all over the place so I secured them above her head.

I took off her shirt with one hand and began to kiss her neck. She took off her pink bra and dropped it to the ground. Her shirt was already crumpled at her feet.

As I moved my fingers lower, I sucked in her firm nipples. I pushed her black short skirt up, then pulled down her matching lace pants.

Seducing my stepmom

My fingers were pressed into her moist folds to reach her core.

She purred, "Make your stepmom smile," while pulling me to the couch and placing herself on the cream leather.

Her fingers wrapped around my hair, and she guided my head between her legs.

Her legs wrapped around me as I licked and sucked, encouraging me. My chin was tingling with sweet juices from her pussy, which was tight and silky.

My tongue wrapped around her throbbing clit, and my fingers reached inside her. I couldn't wait any more.

My cock never felt so hard.

My stepmom is in control

She parted her cherry-red lips and gasped as I rammed it inside her.

This was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt.

After a few hard thrusts I could feel her cunt rhythmically squeeze me and gripping my manhood like a vice.

"Fuck me," I moaned.

It seemed like she was triggered by it.

Before I could think, I was already on my back, and my sexy stepmom had complete control.

All I could see was her flawless tits dancing in front of me as she rode my cock like nobody had ever done it before.

As I got closer, my muscles tightened and my toes curled.

But she slowed down, and started sliding her pussy slowly down my cock.

She stared straight into my eyes all the time. It was obvious how much she enjoyed torturing me.

She was going to ride me to the edge of oblivion and then stop just before I could climax. It was horrible.

She said, "Tell your stepmom what you love about her."

I couldn't think, I couldn't speak.

I groaned at how important she was to me. I shared with her how much I had lusted over her for so many years, and the dark dreams that I'd had about them.

She listened as she slid slowly up and down my cock.

My beautiful stepmom was perched on top of my dick, her legs wide open. As she began to rub her clit between the fingers, I could see my dreams coming true.

Family bliss

I leaned forward and lifted my elbows. This POV allowed me to see my cock in her. I could see her rubbing her lips while she was ficking me.

She asked, with a playful tone of voice, "Taking notes for next?

Before I could even think of a next time, or even register an idea, she picked up the pace.

As she groaned louder, her back arched. She rode my cock, and used me as a sexy toy.

Just seconds later, I was filling her sexy with mine. We both collapsed into one another and I was a hard worker.

My stepmom was in my arms as I lay on the couch with my mother, and I knew my life would never be the exact same.